Sunday, May 29, 2016

Saint Marian Havens: A Medley

Intelligence is a dangerous tool
in the hands of an incompetent fool...

...so, I live in a home where
the rough fellows roam
and fear that I cannot cope play.
Where seldom is heard
an encouraging word
and my eyes are all cloudy all day.
Oh, home,
home of deranged,
where the fear and the last hopes do play.
Where seldom is heard,
an encouraging word
and the skies are all cloudy all day...

...while strolling through the dark one day
in the very, scary month of May,
I was taken by surprise,
by a guy with frying eyes,
while strolling through the dark one day...

...nothin' could be finah
than to be in Carolina
in the mor-or-OR-ning.
Nothin' could be finah,
than to eat at
Sixty-Ninah Dinah
in the mor-or-OR-ning...

...someone's in the kitchen
at the Sixty-Ninah Dinah,
someone's in the kitchen, I know.
Someone's in the kitchen with Di-NAH,
justa strummin' on an ol' banjo.
Someone in there 'long side Dinah,
someone's in the kitchen, I say.
Someone's in the kitchen with Di-NAH,
That someone's cookin' up a soufflé.
That someone's in the kitchen with Di-NAH,
And that someone's gonna be there all day ....

...3-6-9, the bets are on the line
and the nags were runnin' wacky,
so the Goose drinks wine.
Then the Monkey spit tobacky
on the Streetcar Lion,
So the Lion broke down,
and the Monkey choked up,
and the Goose started cryin',
when they lost a pretty bundle
on Ol' Butter Cup...

...incompetence is a dangerous tool
in the hands of an intelligent fool.